'Wait I will complain about you right now. Just come with me..' and zia straight away walked outside the room with gaurav's phone. Gaurav hesitantly followed her.
Mohit sir was doing some paper work. Looking at a visibly fuming zia and a helpless Gaurav he knew something is terribly wrong.
'What's the matter? What is all this?' He said looking at both of them. Zia told him the entire dilemma from the first day she got that message. Mohit sir listened to her carefully and asked Gaurav not to speak a word and leave the room immidiately keeping his phone on the table. Gaurav kept pleading its not he behind all this and left the room helplessly.
'Zia sit down.' Zia sat on the chair in front of sir. 'Dail the number and put on speaker. Lets see what he has to say.' Zia dailled the number and put on speaker. Within seconds the phone started ringing... tring tring..tring tring.. but gaurav's phone was blank. 'Sir am sure hes having another phone. Ask him sir. please... please call him now.'
Mohit quietly removed a phone from his pocket and kept it on the table...And to her horror.. it was vibrating... 'Sir.... the.... the phone.. is. ...' 'Mine' mohit said smiling at zia...
To be continued..